Saturday, April 20, 2013

Judging, Pussy and the Plasmas

Plasma TV
Judging, Pussy and the Plasmas -
no, not a Cowell-esque moment for a feline rock-band with a preference for protons, but a snappy title for today’s activities!

The day began with me dropping Ann at Kettering Station so she could re-visit John Lewis in Leicester and make a judgement on bedroom furniture, carpets and wallpaper (the office-to-bedroom transformation continues at pace!). An hour or so later, I kidnapped Bon-Bon and dropped her into Patsy’s for an emergency de-tangle and comb-out. For some peculiar reason, her fur - and not Biscuit’s - had become knotty and completely tangled just in the short period since our last regular visit. Weird!

It’s only about an hour’s job to ‘service’ Bon-Bon. 10 minutes patiently combing and de-tangling - and 50 minutes to find a continuous supply of plasters for Patsy!

Bon-Bon + Comb + Water + Bath = All Hell Breaking Loose!

Whilst the blood-bath got underway, I dropped into the newish Waitrose up the road simply because it had to essentials for Saturdays - good coffee and lots of plasma TVs on show!

Job done! - and it was then back to the Station to pickup Ann and then continue with the demolition of the Home-Office.